Girls Yuk
When I was just a mere ankle biter
A just a wisp of a lad
I hated girls
They were very spiteful
Pulled their tongues out at us boys
Were nasty and so bad.
They always called us names
And showed their knickers
Doing hand stands and cart wheels in games
And shouting out rude names.
They made me so embarrassed
And my big sister used to tease me
I hated girls but I was so unlucky
Because I didn't just have one sister
But three.
Wearing their out grown clothes
Was murder
I was the only boy with a yellow dress
With pink ribbons and bows.
Well as I got a bit older
I noticed girls started to get sticking out bits
They were bursting in their clothes
And had got such big..........
Lips.
I suddenly,noticed how pretty they were
And good to kiss
They tasted very nice
And their smell was one of bliss.
Once I hated girls
But now I can't get enough
I now rely on seeing them in men's art magazines
And use my imagination
Oh boy life can be so tuff.
Peter Dome.Copyright.2015.May.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2015
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